Date: Tue, 13 Sep 2005 15:18:13 -0700 (PDT)
From: Dark Darkness <odarkdarknesso@yahoo.com>
Subject: My Best Friend Brent-Chapter 6

Do you know that feeling of complete relaxation on a Saturday morning,
after you've had a good ten hours of sleep? Well it seems that whenever
I'm with Brent, I always feel that same comfort and ecstasy. When he
wraps his arm around me, its like his body is a mattress and his arm a
soft quilt, and I can just rest and fall asleep in his arms.

But then Brent's little brother jumps on my stomach and I get knocked
out of my euphoria, especially since he had an action figure poking in my
stomach.

"Hey there bucko! Watch it," I said as I tickled his stomach, causing a
torrent of giggles and screams to escape from little Rayray, or Gaygay as
Brent used to call him...needless to say that nickname has been
terminated from use since his and mine relationship started.

"Raymond! What the hell are you doing?" Brent screamed, pretending to
be irritated, though I knew he loved his brother with all his heart and
thought everything he did was so cute.

"Nooooothing...But I want to watch the tv! Mom says I can't watch it
unless you monitor," he said as he started chewing on the head of his
action figure....that little guy is so weird and adorable.

"Ugh....fine. Do you mind Sal?" Brent said with a pleading look on his
face. I guess the adorability runs in the family.

"Of course not," I said as I pecked Brent on the lips while lightly
brushing his chest.

"Ewwwww, kissing is gross! I bet your lips are gonna fall off now!" Ray
said as he made a disgusted look on his face.

"Yeah....well you're only 8 right now, but it won't be long before
you're wanting to kiss people too!" I said, hoping to freak him out.

Mission accomplished. "NEVER! That's for grossheads!" he said as he
finally got off of my legs and ran downstairs.

Brent and I jumped up together, laughing at his brother's sweet
ignorance.

Before going into the Family Room, Brent and I stopped off in the kitchen
to grab some food. I noticed Brent was grabbing foods that I knew would
only exaggerate his bad table manners: cheese curls, chips and a salsa
bottle that he would have to dig his hand all the way into get some
salsa, and barbecue chicken. I might have to stay at least three feet
away from him during his food adventure.

"Hurry up guys!" Ray yelled from the next room.

"Hold your horses! We'll be there in a second," Brent said as he was
having trouble balancing all the food in his arms. I just laughed and led
the way into the family room.

Ray was lying flat on the couch, taking up the only space Brent and I
used to be together while watching tv.

"Get up," Brent ordered after he laid the food on the coffee table,
directly opposite the couch.

Ray just stubbornly stuck out his tongue, and of course Brent forcefully
lifted him from the couch.

"I was just gonna get up ANYWAY!" Ray said as he plopped down in front
of the tv.

Brent turned the tv on, and started flipping through the channels. "What
comes on, on Friday nights anyway?" Brent asked, since we're usually
out by now.

"That`s So Raven is on!" Ray screamed as we passed through it a couple
channels. Brent sighed and changed back to Disney channel to watch "that
stupid show" as Brent mumbled it under his breath.

As we were watching it, it was actually pretty funny, and I found myself
laughing a lot while also wondering how the writers thought children
could understand such sarcastic, ironic humor. But then I also thought
that maybe the writers meant for it to be watched by teenagers like me,
who have to watch tv with their boyfriend and boyfriend's brother
because the mother wants to make sure the child doesn't watch anything
inappropriate.....but then again that's a really big stretch.

It wasn't long before I was lying on top of Brent, my head lying on his
chest as we watched tv. Again, I felt like he was my soft bed and quilt.

I reached my hand to his slightly exposed pelvic region, and reached my
hand under his shirt. Brent looked at me with a raised eyebrow. "Whacha
doin there buddy?"

"Noooothing," I said mimicking what his brother said earlier. Brent
laughed and turned to look at Ray, who was completely glued to the
television.

I reached my hand up to his right nipple, and brushed it lightly,
eliciting a quiet moan from Brent's lips. "Stop...we can't," he said
as he didn't try to stop me.

"Okay," I said as I completely stopped my actions, and pulled my hand
from out of his shirt.

"Ugh....you suck," Brent said as I gave him an evil smile. How I LOOOVED
teasing him.

It was then that I raised myself a little, so our crotches would be
touching, and I pushed against his slightly.

"Sal!" Brent said in a loud whisper.

It was then that I sat on his cock, positioning myself, so his cock was
just in the cleft of my ass.

This felt great, so I couldn't help but muffle a moan and tilt my head
back. As luck comes to have it, it was at this moment that Ray turned
around and noticed Brent and I, me sitting on his crotch with Brent's
arms grabbing my hips.

"What are you doing?" Ray said, with a confused look on his face.

"Ummm....n....nothing," Brent said as he looked at me with a `uh oh'
look on his face.

"It looks like Sal is sitting on your weewee and both of you are liking
it," Ray said pointing at the point of contact between Brent and I.

"Well....Ray....you know that Sal and I are together....," as Ray nodded.
"Well....when people are together they do things like this...." Brent
said awkwardly.

"You mean me and my friends should be doing that too?" he asked.

"Nooo," Brent said quickly. "The together that....Sal and I are is
different, you know that. We're boyfriends....and ......when you date you
do different things than other people. Like kissing and stuff...." Brent
said blushing profusely.

"What stuff," Ray asked. Crap, it seemed like he just kept asking
horrifying questions.

"Just watch the tv!" Brent yelled out of frustration, and gently pushed
me off of him as we both sat upright.

Ray just whined and turned back to the television.

"Sorry," I mouthed to Brent. He just rolled his eyes and gave me a
forgiving smile.

"I should be getting home. Brad is sleeping over tonight, ya know," I
told Brent.

"Yeah....I know," he said unenthusiastically. Brent has finally come to
accept Brent as my friend and is even his friend a little bit. But he
still doesn't like the idea of us spending time alone, even though its
been a couple weeks since the movie theatre kiss.

"Oh, come off it Brent," I said, getting fed up with his attitude
toward Brad, who's a really nice guy. "Now can you pretty please walk
me out to my bike?"

"Sure....and sorry," he said while looking away. The sun was just
setting as we went outside. It was such a beautiful view from in front of
Brent's house. We walked to the side of his house to get my bike and
when I turned to give Brent a kiss goodbye, he already had his hands
around my waist and was moving in for a kiss.

When our lips met it was like electricity, and I suddenly wanted to have
as much of Brent on me as possible. We pushed our bodies together and our
lips and tongues were in a confusing mess of passion. I could feel his
hardness pushing against my hip and I'm sure he could feel mine. But
when I felt his hand unbutton the top of my jeans, that's when I
realized that I should stop.

"Okay....we're outside. And I have to go," I said with a laugh.

"You really have to stop doing this to me," Brent said with a serious
look on his face.

"It's not like I want to lead you on Brent. OBVIOUSLY I want you right
now," I said as I kissed his neck. "But I have to go," I said with a
pleading look on my face.

"Okay, okay. Get outta here," he said as he slapped my ass.

I gave him a reproachful look, and just smiled and got on my bike to head
home. As I was on my way home, I realized that I still had a hardon from
all the playing Brent and I were up to. I wondered if I had enough time
to jerk off before Brad got my house. My question was answered as I came
around the corner to my house and saw that Brad was waiting on my porch.
I smiled at him and motioned for him to follow me as I put my bike back
in my garage. When I was done, he was right behind me with his backpack
and a smile on his face. Not the shy guy I once knew.

"So, ready for some fun?" I asked him as we started walking into the
house.

"You know it," he said as he playfully nudged my side.

We headed up to my room and he dropped his bag at the front of my bed and
lied down. His tight shirt was lifted above his lowrise jeans, and I
caught glimpse of his strawberry blonde treasure trail. Obviously, I was
still horny from all the teasing Brent and I were up to.

He noticed I was looking, and turned away as he started to blush.

I looked away embarrassed, and started looking through dresser drawer.
"Do you wanna go swimming?" I asked him.

"uhh...yeah. Definitely," he said as he propped himself on his elbows.
"But I didn't bring any swimming trunks. Are we going skinny dipping?"
he said with a smirk on his face.

Mmmm.....naked I thought.....I mean.....what? "Nothing so scandalous," I
said with a chuckle. "But I have some trunks you can borrow," and the
thought of Brad's dick swinging in something I wore, made me even
hornier than before.

I threw him a pair of green trunks, and I started taking off my clothes
facing him. And I must admit, it wasn't just for convenience.

"Well.....are you gonna change?" I asked him as I lifted off my shirt.

"y.....yeah," he said looking intently at my chest.

As I was unbuttoning my pants I looked right into his eyes, deeply. He
looked extremely nervous, and then stood up to took of his clothes,
looking away with an extremely flushed face.

When my pants were off, I adjusted my cock in my black boxer briefs,
looking at him as I did so, and I could tell he was a nervous wreck. He
was just taking off his pants as I took of my underwear.

His eyes grew at the sight of my cock, which we all know is about three
inches soft, uncut.

He looked into my eyes, and I smiled at his reaction to my cock. I pulled
on my cock and balls, as if I were doing it naturally while looking right
at him.

Then I decided, I had enough fun playing with him, and put on my trunks.
He was wearing some Scooby Doo boxers, which I thought were adorable. And
it was obvious that his cock was semi hard, and growing.

He took off his boxers, and I was met with a beautiful specimen of a
cock. Nice sized, low hanging balls, and a beautiful cut cock at about 6
inches hard that was a shade of pink, and a nice flared, red cock head.
He had a nice patch of strawberry blonde pubes that I just wanted to dig
my face in and give a big whiff.....O how the mind is when its horny....

I smiled while looking at his cock, and then up at him, and he looked
nervous and embarrassed at being hard, and just put on the swimming
trunks.

We stood there for a few seconds, just looking at each other.

"Okay, time to go buckaroo," I said as I walked out the door. I knew he
must be looking at my ass, so I slowly pulled my trunks down a little
lower, to reveal a bit of crack and I rested my hands on both of my
buttcheeks and rubbed a little. I turned to see his reaction, and as I
expected, he was staring intently at my ass and looked embarrassed as he
noticed I was looking. Aww.....cute and adorably shy, yet again.

When we got to the pool, I quickly jumped in began swimming around. Brad
followed suit and we were swimming around in the pool. When Brad was
turned around, I snuck up on him underwater and pulled his legs
underwater. It wasn't long before Brad and I were in a full out wrestle
underwater. When Brad had his arms wrapped around me, and left me almost
completely helpless, I realized I had one hand free, and started tickling
his side, hoping he was ticklish. Luckily, he was and he started laughing
and squirming, letting me free. Finally, I had control, and started
tickling him nonstop, causing pleads and screams to come from Brad. I
realized that I was completely flirting with Brad, but I didn't stop
myself. When I stopped tickling him, we were both laughing and calming
down, very close to each other. When we were both completely calm, we
realized that were only a couple inches from each other. I quickly told
him that we should get into the spa, to relax. He nervously agreed, and
we got out of the pool and walked over the spa. We dropped in, slowly
since it felt like fire to the skin. Once we were both in, looks of
extreme relaxation were on both of our faces. I slid over to him, without
him realzing it, until our legs were touching. His eyes shot open, and he
looked shocked. "It's cool that we're friends Brad," I said to stop
any questions he might have about me moving over to him.

"Yeah, it is," he said as he closed his eyes. I moved my leg harder
against his, and felt the hair on his legs brushing against mine and it
felt wonderful. I got hard and it was tenting my shorts. Brad moved his
arm, and he brushed against my cock and it felt extremely good, and I
softly moaned.

"S...sorry, sorry," Brad said, looking flustered and moving awkwardly.

"It...it's okay. We should get into the house," I told him. "Get
changed and stuff."

As we were walking to my room, I was wondering what the hell I was doing
with Brad. I decided, that I'd stop flirting with Brad, since it was
extremely wrong for me to do.

When we got up to my room, I started changing, and realized that Brad was
in there too.

"You know....if you want to change in my bathroom then that's cool," I
told him.

"No...I'm good here," he said taking off his trunks.

I was soaking wet and noticed that I needed a towel. The only one in
here, Brad was using. "Can I use that when you're done?" I asked him,
standing there nude.

"Yeah, sure," he said as he was drying his cock and balls while looking
right at me.

When he was done, he started walking over to me with the towel in hand. I
wasn't sure what he was doing, but my heart was beating as he kept
getting closer and closer.

"Here, I'll dry your back," he said as he went behind me to dry my
back.

"I...I can do that. That's okay," he said as he kept on doing it.

"Maybe....but maybe not as well," he said as he kept drying lower on my
body. He started drying my ass, and it felt really good but I didn't
know how to react. I could hear Brad's breathing; it was erratic and I
could tell he was just as nervous as I was.

"Do....should I do the front?" he said with a quiver in his voice.

"I....I dunno if you should have even done the back," I said with a
laugh.

It was then that he stood in front of me and started drying my chest, and
rubbing roughly when the towel came across my nipples. He kept drying
lower on my body, on my abs, and sides. He then bent down and started
drying my legs, and I was completely hard by now, as he started drying my
inner hips. He stood up and looked at me with a very frightened look on
his face, but I could tell it was out of eagerness. He then brought the
towel to my balls, and I just closed my eyes as he dried my perineum and
balls. He then brought the towel to my 7 inch hard cock, and his hand was
shaking. He kept drying it and was now bringing it back and forth on my
cock to dry it. I moaned and closed my eyes. When he was done, I was
slightly relieved and slightly disappointed that it was over. Until he
then grabbed my cock with his hand and started jacking me slowly.

"Brad...no.....we can't. I....I ....Brent," I said as I looked at him with
euphoric eyes.

"I know you want to....and I'm just helping you out....." he said as he
looked at my cock intently as he was jacking it. He pushed me over to my
bed and laid me down. He sat beside me, and was jacking my cock while
massaging my ball sack. With the hand that was massaging my balls, he
lifted my left leg, and brough he index finger up to my hole. I shuddered
and groaned as I felt this. He then brought the finger up to my mouth to
lick it, and I licked it feverishly. Then he brought it down to mass ass
again, and pushed against my hole. When it entered he kept pushing in,
until he met my prostate and I was moaning greatly. He started massaging
it and probing me, and I was enjoying this finger fuck immensely. Then,
he bent down and I could feel his breath against my cockhead. I looked
down and saw his face inches away from my cock, and I pushed up to put my
cock inside his mouth. When it entered, he licked my cockhead and wrapped
his lips around it. He sucked different from Brent, in that when he
sucked he never stopped using his tongue and he had so much spit inside
his mouth, it felt amazing.

"Mmmm...you taste so good," he said as he pulled me out for a moment. I
quickly shoved my cock back in his mouth and fucked his mouth with a
venegance.

"I want to taste your ass," I told him quickly "Now."

He got into a 69 position and his ass was pointed right at my face, the
beautiful pink rosebud with a slight glaze of hair surrounding it. I
quickly took my tongue and lapped all around his hole. He tasted very
different from Brent. He had a more tart taste that I seemed to crave
for. It was amazing and I felt hooked automatically. I dug my tongue into
his hole, and tongue fucked him. He moaned loudly, and went back to
sucking my cock amazingly. He spat on it and used his spit as lube and it
felt so gooey and wonderful. I started fucking his mouth, and moved him
so his cock was pointing at my mouth. I shoved it in my mouth, and loved
his manly taste. It was musky and his precum was so sweet, that it made
for a great combination. I immediately downed all his cock and used my
best suction possible, and let him fuck my mouth. I then brought two of
my fingers up to his ass, and jammed them in him. My cock muffled a
scream and he quickly started moaning around my cock. I was in such an
ecstasy and feeling/tasting his cock in my mouth, and the feeling of his
ass around my finger, and his mouth giving my cock new sensations as well
as him finger fucking me. I knew it wouldn't be long before I would cum.
And I was right, because in about ten seconds, I could feel that familiar
feeling like time stopped, and cum was gushing out of my cock and into
Brad's waiting mouth. I came an intense orgasm, that felt like it was
building for years, and volleyed about 10 gushes of cum into his mouth.
He swallowed most, but some oozed out and onto his lips, chin, and my
pubes. Soon, he was cumming into my mouth, and it wasn't as much as me,
but it was still a lot. About 6 gushes, of a very thick and tasty cream.
The familiar taste of cum, but a very salty taste that I haven't tasted
in mine or Brent's. It was amazing. When he was done, I pulled his cock
out of my mouth and kept squeezing for more of his cum and and sucked it
like a straw into my mouth, then rubbed his wet cock all over my face.

He lifted off of me and I looked at the cum on my pubes and the cum all
around his mouth and chin. I motioned for him to come near me, and I
rubbed it off with my fingers and rubbed it around my cock.

"Eat it," I told him. And he went back to my cock and ate up all the
excess cum from off my cock, and slurped up the cum from my pubes.

We both looked at each other, and he laughed and so did I.

"Umm...sorry?" he said looking at me with a apologetic look on his face.

"Don't be sorry.....I mean, nothing to be sorry for....," I said, not
completely sure if my words were true or not.

"D....did you like it?" Brad said looking away.

"Hell yeah," I told him.

"D....do you think we can sleep together tonight?" he asked pleadingly.

"Again?" I said with a smile on my face.

"No! I mean....sleep. Like...sleep," he said with a laugh.

"Well....I suppose it won't hurt," as I motioned for him to climb up to
me.

He smiled and quickly laid me down, and lied on top of me, our sticky
cocks pressing together. I moaned at the feeling.

"You like that I see?" he said pushing his cock against mine.

I sighed, and said "yeah....but lets talk about this later okay?" I said
as I pulled him against me and lied his head against my shoulder as his
legs were wrapped around my legs.

I fell asleep thinking about what just conspired between Brad and I.
Obviously, a romantic relationship will not spur from this, but I did
feel sorry for doing something that will probably confuse Brad. And then
I knew that I'd have to tell Brent....I wondered how he would feel?
Well....I know he'd be pissed. But will he forgive me? "What if he
breaks up with me?" I thought.....But then again, I just needed to get my
rocks off and Brad was right here and.....it just happened. I knew I'd
have to face the fire tomorrow and hopefully Brent will forgive me....even
though I have no right for him to forgive me, after I did such a horrible
thing.


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There's Chapter 6! So sorry for the wait. But the next one won't be so
long, because I now have a lot of free time on my hands and realized just
how much I LOVE writing. And keep giving me feedback people, since I love
getting your comments! And I love you ALL for reading. And feel free to
YIM me at odarkdarknesso, duh. Look at the email. lol. k. ADIOS!